Bu Fang thought the Blood Illuminating Dragon would not wake up, but that was only his wishful thinking. The dragon loved to sleep, but it would still wake up.
Just as his hand touched the Nine-leaf Yellow Spring Grass, the Blood Illuminating Dragon opened its eyes as if it had been electrocuted and gave a roar. As the deafening roar rang through the skies, a huge dragon claw struck the ground. Then, the dragon moved its gigantic body, lowered its head, and fixed its eyes on Bu Fang, spewing a puff of foul gas from its mouth.
Bu Fang furrowed his brows, quickened his movements, and grabbed hold of the Yellow Spring Grass.
